Chapter Twenty-Eight: Searching for the Undead
"Thank you, Lord God."
Shen Mo bowed slightly, the Great Perfection can be arrogant, but the attitude that should be in front of the main god must also be there, after all, although most of the main gods have not reached the realm of the Great Perfection, but they are strong in themselves, this point, even if the superior god of the Great Perfection looks down on the main god, there is no way.
Therefore, although many Dzogchen people refuse to be messengers of the main god, they will also be like silence, and they will have a certain degree of agreement with the main god.
In the original work, in the competition for the red diamond, in addition to Lin Lei, there were eight Great Perfection gods, and they could not all be the main god messengers, after all, there were few Great Perfection high gods who were willing to be the main god messengers.
Many of them are like the Lord of Silence and the Lord of Death, and they are not messengers of the Lord God, but because of the presence of the Lord God or some agreement, Dzogchen has done things.
"One hundred drops of the power of the main gods of each department, and one thousand drops of the power of the main gods of destiny should be enough for you."
The Lord of Death waved his hand directly and flew eleven small bottles in front of Shen Mo.
Although the Lord of Death is only the main god of death, it is not difficult for her status to obtain the power of other main gods.
"Alright, tell me which undead you're looking for."
The Lord of Death said directly.
Apparently, she was in a good mood at this time.
Shen Mo nodded, his heart fluctuated a little, and then he spoke, "My father Shen Yufeng... Mother Jiang Wenwen..."
Perhaps he was worried that someone would not be able to find out if someone died, so he silently said some of his relatives, and also said some of his best friends before the crossing, after all, he knew that the Lord of Death was the same as checking a group of people.
The Lord of Death nodded slightly: "You wait a while, I will look through the Heart of the Underworld." ”
Even the Lord God, relying on himself, cannot find out the undead of a certain person by a name.
But the "Heart of the Underworld" is different, it is an item formed by the materialization of the laws of heaven and earth that control the operation of the underworld.
That's the heart of the underworld!
Through the Heart of the Underworld, it is easy to find out who is the undead after death.
And the heart of the underworld is in the hands of the Lord of Death.
In other words, checking the undead and recovering the memories of the previous life, the entire world of the coiling dragon, only the Lord of Death can do it.
"Huh?"
Soon, the Lord of Death looked at Shen Mo, and he was a little curious in his heart, the Heart of the Underworld actually did not find any undead related to Shen Mo, that is to say, either these people did not die, or they died or were killed after becoming gods.
This is very common, but it is the case for all people in a relationship, and it is also peculiar.
However, although she was curious, the Lord of Death didn't particularly care, there were too many magical things in this world, and she didn't know how many she had seen.
Then he said lightly, "There is no record of them entering the underworld, if they die, it will be a soul." ”
After a pause, the Lord of Death added, "Of course, it may not be dead." ”
"Scattered?"
Hearing this, he was stunned and couldn't help but close his eyes.
Although he had expected it, when he really heard the news, Shen Mo's heart still fluctuated somewhat.
As for the Lord of Death saying that he is not dead, it is basically impossible.
If he doesn't go to the Holy Domain, he won't be able to live for long at all, and now none of the Holy Domains on the earth are familiar to him, and his former relatives and friends must be dead.
However, after all, he had been cultivating for hundreds of millions of years, and he quickly calmed down.
"Lord God, can you see which planes the undead come from?"
After calming down silently, he looked at the Lord of Death and suddenly asked.
Since he couldn't find the undead of his relatives and friends, Shen Mo suddenly thought that if he could find other undead who came to the earth plane of the underworld, if he could find them, maybe it would be of some help.
Perhaps, he could find some clues about the time lag between the Earth plane and the coiling dragon world.
"I can't."
When the Lord of Death heard the silent words, he did not hesitate and answered directly.
"Can't?"
There was silence for a moment.
The Lord of Death is also patient with Shen Mo, and when he saw Shen Mo like this, he then explained, "The Heart of the Underworld is the treasure of the underworld, maintaining the operation of the underworld; The underworld will receive the undead regardless of the source of the undead, and the undead who receive it in the underworld can be found by the heart of the underworld, but there is also a limit, and they can only find the undead in the underworld and recover their memories;
As for the undead before they come to the underworld, they do not belong to the underworld, and naturally they will not be recorded by the heart of the underworld. ”
The abilities of the Heart of the Underworld are not limited to these, the specific abilities are known only to the Lord of Death himself, and of course, the Lord of Death does not lie about the origin of the undead.
All the life of the material plane dies, and the last undead will come to the underworld, but the material plane is innumerable, and it is still being reborn, if the heart of the underworld can really check the origin of all the undead, then through the heart of the underworld, the master of death can even grasp the basic information of all the material planes.
Hearing this, Shen Mo also understood, although the heart of the underworld is powerful, it is not omnipotent.
It seems that it is more difficult than imagined to figure out the situation between the sphere plane and the coiling dragon world.
"Alright, if nothing else, you can go down the mountain."
The Lord of Death then spoke directly.
That is, silence is the Great Perfection, and the Lord of Death will say so much.
As for what Shen Mo wanted to talk to, her water god clone was in the Nether Hotel.
"Thank you, Lord God."
Silence responded, and then left directly.
Although I didn't figure out what I wanted to know the most, it wasn't for nothing, at least I could guess that thousands of years ago or before the teleportation array communicated, the undead formed by the death of life on the earth plane were very likely not to come to the underworld.
As for whether it was only the people related to him who did not come, Shen Mo didn't think about it that way, and it was impossible to think so.
Moreover, seeing the Lord of Death will also help him in the future.
At least, in the future, if you really face other main gods because of various circumstances, you won't be at a loss.
It seems that it is time to go to hell.
I don't know if there is any news of Beirut, and even if he meets Beirut, he doesn't have to worry about anything.
...
Soon, Silence returned to the Nether Hotel.
"Lord God."
Silence came to the clone of the Water God of Death, the realm of the gods cut off the surroundings.
"What? Now it's time to compete? ”
The Lord of Death continued to fish, opening his mouth faintly.
"Hmm."
He nodded silently.
He also came to the underworld because he suddenly decided to be on earth.
"You want to go back to the Heavenly Realm?"
The Lord of Death looked at Shen Mo and asked.
"Maybe I'll go to hell first."
Shen Mo did not hide his destination.
Going to hell with his Great Perfection Superior God realm, whether it is to pay attention to the situation of the Four Divine Beast Families, or to inquire about the news of Beirut, or to snatch the nine spirit beads in the future, it is much more convenient.
The Lord of Death nodded, and didn't think much about it, after all, Shen Mo had been in the Heavenly Realm before, and now that he had reached the Great Perfection Upper God, it was also very normal and reasonable to go to other planes;
In fact, with the strength of his previous Mansion Master, he was already qualified to break into other planes.
"Okay, come with me."
The Lord of Death picked up the fishing rod and walked out of the hotel with the bucket.
If you fight with your current strength, you will be in ruins around you.
Shen Mo followed.
The rest of the hotel naturally also noticed the silence and the Lord of Death, after all, the Lord of Death was the owner of the Netherworld Hotel in their eyes, and neither his strength nor his identity could be compared to ordinary people.
Especially Kewen, when he saw the silence, he was even more surprised in his heart, the mansion master is really the mansion master, for so many years, there are countless strong people who have entered the Netherworld Mountain, whether they have gotten the Netherworld Fruit or not, not many have really come out.
But Lord Silent has only been long before he actually returned.